APPRECIATION
For F&T and H&J
Mothering Sunday, it’s called.
Fancy that!
In our little rural backwater
on the primordial slopes
of the rolling Cambrian massive,
with a Victorian history
of Spas, railway aqueducts,
a dated leisure-land of
Lakes, Parks balconies and handsome houses
besides, whaddoyouknow,
in an erstwhile ironmongers
in mid-town:
an epicurean start-up
has been instated with skill and taste,
where writers and musicians can convene,
to titivate palates and welcome company:
where an old lady with a dog can safely come;
for family gatherings
or alone for yummy soups:
tapas, sesame haloumi, patatas bravas, galettes
and other deli-delights
with homemade sourdoughs
and continental sweets.
Whata mothers’ special treat!